The Creepy One is taking another day off, lazy bastard. Isn't that twice in two weeks? Anyway, he's cleaning the apartment, so I helped by vomiting in front of the mystery door in the bathroom, prompting him to clean that area first. The redheaded wench may be returning to take care of me. New Mommy had the audacity to hint that I might be overweight, so I no longer love her as much as I thought I did. I guess I'll go back with the redhead and Frenchman. I could do worse, although I wonder if they'll let me keep the blog.
But they're going to have to pet and feed me a lot to regain my unconditional love.
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